Chapter: 1292

When Bethany finally resurfaced from the depths of her drunken slumber, she found herself sprawled on the familiar cushions of her own sofa.

Relief washed over her in a wave as she took in her surroundings, noting with gratitude that her clothes and bag were untouched.

It seemed she had, against all odds, managed to navigate her way back home unscathed.

With a sigh of relief, Bethany shifted on the sofa, only to roll off the edge and hit the floor with a thud.

"Ouch!"